Firestone Hot Springs Just when you think you’re alone, you’re not….

”Are you friend or foe?”

Her words bring him to a stop, back facing her but he turns to face her after a pause. Revealing a heavily scarred face and one slightly blind eye. A pale gaze stares unblinking at her with aims only to unnerve. His head is slightly lowered and he begins to pace, almost as if sizing up prey. “That age old question.” Is what he offers vaguely in a monotone. “It’s one I can’t answer, yet.” The ghost of a smirk traces his lips. But, in the next second his expression changes back to his baseline. The truth was both and in varying degrees.